Chapter 6

"Master, Master?" Seeing Bai Haizhan fall to the ground, Fang Han called out several times, but there was no response. He did not expect this temporary master to die so suddenly, coming and going so quickly.

Although they had only been together for less than an hour, Bai Haizhan had taught him a lot and broadened his horizons, making him realize how wonderful the world truly was.

The supreme emperor, the ruler of a nation, and the millions of common people were nothing more than playthings in the hands of the immortal sects.

Because Bai Haizhan had revealed the truth about the world to him, Fang Han still had some feelings for this master who had been with him for less than an hour.

However, the task Bai Haizhan had given him was extremely difficult. He was to steal the "Feathered Ascension Scripture" from the Yu Hua Sect and offer it to the head of the Star Sect in exchange for great merit, so that the head of the Star Sect could revive him.

The heads of the ten immortal sects had the power to shake the universe and alter the course of events. Each of them could destroy a nation or a dynasty with a single finger snap, and they were immortal for a thousand years, with boundless power. Stealing from them was no easy task. Even a minor true disciple could reduce him to ashes.

"Regardless, I must bury the master first. If the Fang family discovers him, I will be implicated and die as well. His body, which has reached the tenth level of divine transformation, is made of steel and iron, and will not decay even if buried. There's no need to worry about the body being damaged."

Fang Han hid Bai Haizhan's body, found a hoe, and secretly dug a large hole by the river to bury him.

The dark golden robe on Bai Haizhan's body was made of "golden silkworm silk," which was impervious to blades and fire. It perfectly wrapped his body, protecting it from any harm.

After completing all this, Fang Han felt a sense of relief.

In the Fang family, he was a small slave who took care of horses. Although his status was low and he had to feed the horses at night, he still had some free time during the day. As long as it wasn't a major event like the second miss, Fang Qingwei, using the horses, a short delay wouldn't matter.

After finishing his tasks, it was already noon.

In just a short morning, Fang Han's understanding of the world and his own body had undergone a tremendous change. If it weren't for the continuous flow of heat from his heart and the "Jiao Fu Huang Quan Tu" in his hand, he would have thought it was all a dream.

The "Jiao Fu Huang Quan Tu" was a legacy of the Yellow Spring Great Emperor of the Demon Sect, a very special magical treasure. However, Fang Han did not know how to use it, and even Bai Haizhan did not know its secrets. For now, he could only keep it.

...

Deep into the night, everything was quiet.

Up!

Fang Han lifted a thirty-pound green stone with both hands, then continuously squatted and jumped, like a frog.

This was a method of strength training in the Fang family called "Golden Toad Jumping Water," which could greatly enhance physical strength but required a lot of energy and could easily cause injuries. Only those who were in excellent health could use this method.

Fang Han originally dared not practice this method, but after his body was transformed, the "Nine Apertures Golden Pill" in his heart was constantly being flushed by blood, making him fearless of any intense training.

As he exercised, he felt the medicinal energy and the heat in his body combine, making his injuries feel like he was soaking in warm water, with a fragrant scent in his nose and mouth.

One, two, three, four...

Fang Han kept jumping, and whenever he felt exhausted, the Nine Apertures Golden Pill in his heart would release a wave of heat, nourishing every inch of his muscles.

After hundreds of jumps, Fang Han gritted his teeth and, without stopping, began to punch the hard stone with his fists.

Bang, bang, bang!

Fang Han's fists continuously struck a rock, one after another, fiercely and violently, like a mad bull. Blood and flesh flew, and his bones cracked, as if they were about to break. The intense pain made him almost faint, but he gritted his teeth and held on.

When his hands were bloody and torn, he kicked with his legs.

Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!

His legs, swollen and bruised, hit the stone, tearing the skin.

He then used his body to collide with the stone, hitting every part of his body—back, shoulders, waist, abdomen, chest, and neck—until he was covered in injuries.

Splash!

After completing these exercises, Fang Han, regardless of his injuries, jumped into the dark river and swam, fighting the whirlpools and currents.

He used every method to train intensely, pushing his body to the limit.

This was a devilish training regimen. Even the Fang family disciples, who ate ginseng, bird's nest, and deer antler every day, would not be able to endure such training.

More importantly, they would not be able to endure the mental strain.

Who could bear the pain of dying and coming back to life every day? But Fang Han persevered.

The Nine Apertures Golden Pill in his heart provided a constant flow of energy. No matter how badly he was injured during training, he would recover completely after a night's sleep.

He knew that the more severe his injuries, the more the Nine Apertures Golden Pill would be activated.

As his training intensity increased, one day the Nine Apertures Golden Pill in his heart would completely dissolve, and at that time, his body would become incredibly strong.

Day by day, Fang Han spent most of his nights in this devilish high-intensity training, pushing his body to the limit to stimulate the power of the Nine Apertures Golden Pill.

Gradually, his body became stronger, and his originally lean muscles became fuller and more solid, with strong and flexible limbs.

However, from the outside, he only looked a bit more muscular, but he knew that his muscles and bones had become much denser, and his weight had increased by twenty to thirty pounds.

Ten days later, Fang Han could carry a fifty-pound stone, and even an eighty-pound stone, and jump around with it.

The second level of the physical realm, strength training, was the most basic and important part of cultivation, directly affecting the success of martial arts practice.

The more refined the strength training, the greater the future achievements.

"One hundred pounds!"

A month later, Fang Han could carry a one-hundred-pound stone and jump like a frog, covering four to five steps with each jump, and do thirty-six jumps without breaking a sweat.

The sand left deep footprints.

Ha!

He then threw the one-hundred-pound stone high into the air, and when it came down, he caught it with both hands, his bones creaking.

Snap!

With a low roar, Fang Han held the one-hundred-pound stone with one hand and punched a small tree with the other, instantly breaking it.

Bang!

He threw the one-hundred-pound stone and stood there, his body standing tall, exuding a faint aura, no longer the lowly slave he once was.

At this moment, he had completed his strength training, and every part of his body—limbs, waist, and abdomen—had been thoroughly exercised.

"I have reached the limit of strength training. This means I have entered the third level of the physical realm, the realm of techniques. I can now practice the 'Pine Crane Longevity Fist' and the various techniques of the Seven Stars Fist. My physical condition is twice as strong as that of the core disciples of the Fang family. My strength is much greater than theirs, and my techniques will be more powerful."

Fang Han clenched his fists, his bones cracking, his voice full of confidence.

The core disciples of the Fang family, who had completed their strength training, could not compare to the current Fang Han. They ate ginseng and bird's nest, while Fang Han ate the Nine Apertures Golden Pill.

In terms of arm strength, Fang Han could lift a one-hundred-pound stone with one hand and perform various actions, while the core disciples of the Fang family could not.

Next, he would practice various techniques to connect the strength throughout his body, which would make him even more formidable.

Fang Han's muscles, like a group of untamed tigers and wolves, would become a cohesive and powerful force after practicing the techniques.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Fang Han sat cross-legged, observing the movement of the stars and understanding the various techniques of the Seven Stars Fist as taught by Bai Haizhan.

His physical cultivation advanced rapidly, and the Nine Apertures Golden Pill in his heart, flushed by the blood, released even more powerful medicinal energy...

At the same time.

In the luxurious inner court of the Fang family, which covered a thousand acres, Fang Qingxue, the eldest daughter of the Fang family, who had killed Bai Haizhan with the "Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade," sat quietly. Beside her was a middle-aged man with a stern presence, piercing green eyes, and broad shoulders.

This middle-aged man was the head of the Fang family, the current governor of Longyuan Province, Fang Zetao, and also the father of Fang Qingxue. He had cultivated his physical body to the tenth level of divine transformation.

However, at his age, his body was beginning to slowly age and would only continue to deteriorate unless he obtained some rare and powerful medicine.

At this moment, he did not have much authority as a father in front of Fang Qingxue, who was a supreme expert in the mystical realm.

"Father, I have become a true disciple of the Yu Hua Sect. The head of the sect has granted me an independent palace on Yu Hua Immortal Mountain. I need to take a group of loyal servants to clean the palace, tend to the fires, and take care of the flowers and spirit beasts."

"Fang Qingxue, you have really become a true disciple of the Yu Hua Sect? That's wonderful, wonderful... This will solidify our family's status, and even the emperor will try to win your favor. Taking loyal servants is no problem; you can choose them as you see fit."

Fang Zetao was pleasantly surprised, knowing the significance of a true disciple.

The ancestors of the Fang family were not true disciples of the Yu Hua Sect, but only outer disciples.

"Also, the Heavenly Punishment Elder of the sect has given me a few outer disciple slots because I have become a true disciple. This is a rare opportunity, and I will select a few core disciples from the family to go."

"Outer disciple slots!" Fang Zetao gasped.

"Governor, Miss, the imperial decree appointing Miss as a princess has arrived! It's at the door!"

"Understood. Let the decree wait; I have something to attend to."

Fang Qingxue waved her hand.